Date: 8/28/2016
By William Frederique
I was in my childhood home, and A was there. I was feeling stifled by him in some way, then I started flying up in the air around the room. This dream felt like pretty normal dream stuff and normal dream level and detail. After that I woke up in a room. It was long and I could tell it was like a hospital room, but minimalistic. It didn't really have the feel of a hospital room. It wasn't claustrophobic at all. My bed was halfway along the room, head against the wall with the door on my left. Next to the bed was a monitor facing towards me on a table that had more space than was being used. The monitor had green text on black explaining what this place was and what I was doing here. I remember specifically that at the time I was able to read it perfectly with no problem, no dream distortion. It was perfectly detailed. I believe the name of the place was "Jovia Giza". There was a lot more text but it's hard to remember when trying to think back. I didn't spend much time with the monitor. I exited my room. There was a wall on my right and directly in front of me, with a hallway leading only to the left. I remember it being odd, because the walls of the hallway were made of gray stone. It was filled with a reasonable amount of ambient light. It had no finish, just roughly hewn. It was at this point I became a little more aware. I reached my hand out and felt the corner of the wall. It had an incredible amount of texture. I could feel all the tiny bumps under my hand, almost like the paint bumps on the walls of your house. My dreams don't usually have this level of fine detail. And everything was so very... clear. I realized I was in a dream and without thinking it in words, realized how out of place with the norm this dreamscape was. As I walked a few steps down the hallway I willed myself to shoot upward, through the ceiling. Looking down from in the ceiling I could see the end of the hallway. It opened somewhat on the right into an alcove where a woman sat at a desk, and to the right of her desk, at the end of the hallway was a door. She looked up at me and said "Hey you can't use your powers here!" She didn't yell or say it with anger, merely emphasis and an authority I naturally didn't question. "Oh, okay.. sorry... I didn't mean..." I said as I immediately willed myself back to the ground while rubbing the back of my neck with my right hand embarresedly. I think she said or was going to say something about how it was an understandable trespass and I should just not do that, but I don't remember if she got the chance to. I woke up shortly after.